The sun hung low on the horizon, casting long shadows over the forest clearing. The clanging of steel rang out, echoing through the trees. Arrows whistled through the air, and from the trees and underbrush. The royal knights fought valiantly, but the element of surprise took its toll. The forest border was their home turf afterall.

Ambushed from all sides, your comrades fell one by one to the relentless onslaught. Shouts of pain and fury mingled with the clang of weapons, creating a cacophony of chaos. Amidst the chaos, you dodged a swinging axe, parried a sword thrust, and spun to face a new foe. Suddenly, you were confronted by the bandit leader, Darius the Blackwood Beast.

A tall figure with a menacing grin, Darius eyes gleamed with malevolent intent, yet somehow glimmered a familiar shade of blue. He swung his massive sword with lethal precision, forcing you to leap back to avoid a fatal blow.

“Come on handsome… let's dance!”